Aug. 8, 2009 - Note
The last entry has been deleted.
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May. 23, 2009 - Theatre Bashers
It was nearly a year ago, last summer, when the two Freaks made the mistake of being in a play together. Short of weirding everyone out by their general cookiness and shocking all the Normal teens there [they were only there, of course, because it was summertime and they would have done horribly Normal things with their time if they hadn't some SOMEthing to amuse themselves] by reading books during the intermissions, here's a couple clips of what really went on that summer:
Pip *comes back from getting her theatrical makeup on and trying not to lick the lipstick off*
Syd *bursts out laughing* PIP YOU LOOK WEIRD IN MAKEUP!
Pip: Shall I now comment upon YOUR appearance?
Syd: Naw; because you don't admit to seeing true beauty.
Pip: 0_o
Later...
Syd: PIIIIIIP!
Someone babysitting the bratty kids who like to hang around for the snacks: SHH!
Pip *whispering* Whaaaat?
Syd *in a breathy squeak* They have black coffee over there on that table!
Pip N Syd *nearly kill each other racing to the coffee pot*
Later...
Normal Teen *walking up to Syd* Hi there.
Syd: GET AWAY FROM ME YOU PERSON! .....ok, maybe she didn't quite do that...allow me to rephrase: Um. Hi.
Normal Teen: Where do you go to school?
Syd: I'm homeschooled.
Normal Teen: Oh. *walks off*
Later...
Pip *sauntering up to the dance instructor* Hey, would it be alright if during the waltzing scene I do it with Sydnee? Because we've been to several dances together, see, and we're kinda used to dancing together...*winces at how weird that sounded*
Instructor: Yeah SURE whatever.
Pip: .........thanks then.
Bill *is sitting in the corner of the lower floor theatre where the practies are held, wondering if it has theme music*
Later...
Syd: OW!
Someone: SHHHHHHHH!
Pip *is getting murderously angry with the soupy ladies who are being more loud in their shushing than the stir-crazy Local Youth* Syd, I did NOT step on your toe.
Syd: YES YOU...uh, yes you did.
Pip: You're supposed to move like THIS.
Syd: No you are NOT. You go like this, I've done this before!
Pip N Syd *execute a very bad waltzing rendition and nearly kill each other trying to right themselves*
Ah yes. Theatre. It's not all fun and games. I can't really say that no one was harmed in the whole summerlong affair; both of us got our knees hurt from a stoopid dance where one had to get on and off and on and off and on and off [it was the little kids' faults, they kept getting the movements wrong!!!] your knees. And amid the other casualties, such as us getting in trouble backstage for laughing over almost nothing and the various problems Syd's huge hoop skirts caused [she insisted upon wearing it] not to mention Pip's getting laughed at for her male theatrical attire [she insisted upon playing a boy]...yeah, it was an interesting experience. For all that, we only got one sleepover out of the deal.
Stay tuned and next time we'll relate to you the terrifying, the blood-chilling, the one and only story of Creepy Kenny vs. Sydnee Yavanenski, as told to the general public.
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May. 22, 2009 - Another one of those annoying peekchur posts, blackmail included
At this point, we often have to ask ourselves not only if there is a method to our madness...but also, isn't blackmail ALWAYS included when talking about us??? 
GET AWAY FROM MY CREAM PUFFS, PIP! 
Dude, I was nowhere NEAR your bally cream puffs. 
His name is Teddy Quirky and he likes you. =^D I couldn't help but bring zee widdle doodad back in! He should be a regular here at the studio. 
Pay no attention to the eggs; those ain't cups of dye, they're highly flammable chemicals!!! 
One person's idea of fashion. *clears throat and moves on* 
Just to be fair. ;-D 
Ignore G.B.'s foot there on the side. Beggars can't be choosers. 
We invite the Girls to the studio, and look what happens!!! 
The man with the moose. His name is Tony. =^D 
JAIMZ!!! No, not AC, just Jaimz. 
LOOMIS! RILEY POOLE GLASSES! 
And popcorn. What more could you ask for?
...okay, there is one more thing. Just to prove how much we love each other...there was a peekchur av Damian that I WAS going to post, but the RC ate it up. Oh well! *trips happily away laughing wickedly*
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May. 11, 2009 - THE EPISODE OF WHICH NO ONE KNOWS THE NUMBER!
Pip~N~Syd: *for ONCE in their life-time are feeling gloomy*
Bob, Bill, Frank, Clovis, Slaytyr, FREDERICCCCCK, [*wonders how to type a German "ICK" correctly* and all the other doo-lollies: *are shocked*
Pip: *suddenly screams*
Syd and Bill: *jump frum fright*
Syd: WHAT was that all about?!!?
Pip: Oi 'ate gloominess fer dinner! This studio is not fer bein' gloomy!!!! LET'S THROW A PARTAY!
Syd: But what if we are TOO happy and goofy sometimes? I mean--
Pip: *yells in her ear* YOU CAN NEVER BE TOO HAPPY!!!!!!!!!!!!! And anyhoo.. if you didn't want ta be happy ya shoulda never come ta zee studio!
Syd: *agrees and pulls a hot air baloon out of zee closet*
Bill: ooooooo! Does it have theme mooseek!?!?!?
PipNSyd: *sings hot air baloon theme mooseek surprisingly on tune*
Slayt: *laughs, flips the hair out of his eyes and play zee mooseek on his fiddle*
All of the Inklings: *parTAY hardy*
Jules: I can stay long. I have a JOB! *tries in vain to look important*
PipNSyd: *roll eye and tie theri d**r brudder up* YOU'LL LEAVE WHEN WE SAY YOU CAN LEAVE*
Andrew Jordan SSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHAMBLEE: *stugles faintly*
AC: *comes in to his first PipNSyd show and LAWFS it!* I think I will write a poem about this!
Katsy and G.B.: *come bouncing in*
Poe and Arabella: *look in on all the "immature ruffians" and run screaming back out*
Lynnie: *claps hands above her head like Damian and makes Syd burst out laughing*
Lynnie and Syd: *at the same time* I got sum'in' cukin'!
Slayt: *makes Damian look like a limp cabbash*
Syd: SLAYT!!!! HE GIVES TA HOSPICE!!!!
Slayt: *doesna CARE*
Pip: *laughs and lawfs[in a sisterly way] Slayt*
Everyone: *forgets their worries and joins the parTAY*
Show: *ends being another succesful care-lifting occasion*
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May. 3, 2009 - Misunderstanding or Rebellion against episode numbers? Who cares?! Toss zee confetti and ask Miraz for tea!!!!
Pip *is on the phone with Syd*
Syd: Yeh, so, the wedding was really great. Too bad you've never been to one, you nasty widdle gurl.
Pip: Blah blah BLAH. S'whut?
Syd *hums wedding march and is trying most desperately not only to keep from laughing over something which will never be relayed to the reader by this typer*
Pip *snarls*
Syd: Oh, by the way, have you posted Pip N Syd this weekend?
*dead silence on both ends*
Syd: DID YOU?
Pip: Er...um...
Syd *sighs heavily and puts a hand to her forehead and is only saved from fainting by Slayt's strong arm around her shoulders*
Pip: Oi've been BUSY!
Syd: BUT OUR FANS ARE COUNTING ON US!
Pip: WHAT FANS?!
Clovis: *cartwheeling by* Me, for instance!
Pip *luves Clovis*
Syd: Our last post was Laura's partAY.
Pip: Whoah....that was a long time ago, wudn't it?
Syd: Uh, YEAH. *mutters* Duh...
Pip: WHADDID YOU SAY???
Syd: Oh, btw, and have you worked on LMS yet?*
* co-A, see other blog
Pip: ............
Syd: PIP!!!!!
Pip: WHAAAAAT? Oi said, I've...been...BUUUUSYyyyyyyyyYYYY!
Syd: Yeah, but...good grief!
Pip: Grr! Okay, I'll post PipNSyd and then I'll work on the co-A. Like...tonight or tomorrow.
Clovis: PUT ME INNIT!
Syd: You'd better.
Pip: Do the work or put Clovis in the co-A? *snickers*
Bill the Soundman: Does the co-A have theme music?
Clovis *tugs Pip's tie-dye shirt and giggles*
Syd: Oh, and what number episode is this?
Pip: Who cares?
Syd: I CARE!
Pip: WHY?!
Syd: BeCAUSE.
Pip: Gimme a better reason than that!
Syd: How will we know when to have a partay on our 50th. episode if we don't keep track of 'em?
Pip: Honey, every episode issa partay.
Clovis *lawfs and luves this blog but wants to be in the co-A!*
Pip: Nooo, hon, you're inna 'nother book.
Slaytyr *is still mad about Damion*
Typist *grins at her own spelling*
Pip *hears a crash and abruptly hangs up the phone*
Syd: Hello? ........HELLO?
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Apr. 10, 2009 - A ParTAY for Laura
Syd: I lawf this colour! CASPIAN!
Caspian: *looks kewl*
Pip: YEAH RIGHT! *canNOT buhlieve he just typed that...*
Syd: GAH!
French Waiter: *dances in carrying cream puffs and BLACK coffee and root beeeeeer and eclairs and all that loverly stuffeth*
Rabid Squirrel: *tags behind him wearing a hungry expression on his kwoot widdle face*
Syd: STAY AWAY FROM MY CREAM PUFFS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Pip: They're not YOURS, they're MIIIIIIIIIINE! *crazy laughter*
Syd: CASPIAN! Do your dagger...thing!
Caspian: *does it and nearly hits Jules in the chest* Uh...sorry...
Syd: WOOOHEEEEY! Hey wait...what is Jules doing here?
Chipper: *runs in squeaking* WAHOO, PARTY!!!!!!!!
Rodents: *like Da Squirrel*
Montezuma: *burns chocolate*
PipNSyd and everybody else run scweamin' to the kitchen: NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
G.B.: *watches Balto*
Syd: I LAWF THAT MOoVIE!
Balto: Thanx.
PipNSyd: GAH! He types like Jules!
Jules: o_0
Syd: I don't like Balto anymore!
Frank the Doololly: *looks kewl*
Syd: *talks in her hinge cell phone* Heyloo? And don't ask what this is...
Clovis: *cartwheels around and hands Laura a bunch of purty flawrs*
Random Skunk: You can call me Flower if you want to, I don't mind.
Inklings: *go nuts*
Bambi: *jumps around in the meadow of wildflawrs...calling mother*
Snoopy: *picks all the flawrs and dances around looking adorable, then waltzed over to Laura and bows gallantly*
Pip: *Electric Cockroach Laughter and LUVES SNOOPY!!!!!!*
Slaytyr: *plays Celtic music for Laura*
Root beer and cream puffs and JASON the Cabbash and eclairs and creme sodas and black coffee and monster cookies and Laura's fudge brownies: *are gobbled*
Wind: *blows*
Normal People: *stare in stoopid agony*
WMW People: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! *run for their LIVES*
PipNSyd: .....nobody else will prolly understand this...BUT WE'RE HAVING FUN! *dance around*
G.B.: *wonders whether all that crashing is Tootsie tearing up Momsie's garden*
Katsy: o_0
Everyone: IT'S SANDY!!!!!!!!! [zee soupy neighbor dog]
Sandy: ??????
Syd: I need lotsa chocolate.
Chocolate: *is eaten*
Jules: *smiles soupily*
Wall-E: *is forgotten, goes to Wall-E World to motor over cockroaches*
Cockroaches: GAH! *scweam and run off*
DeKker: PIP ANSWER MY PMS!
Pip: LEMME ALONE! *dumps a slushie over his head and Syd's head and Jules's head and everyone's heads and then charmingly hands one to Laura* S'THERE.
Syd: Why is DeKker here? GIT OUTTA HERE! *blows one of those twirly birthday thingies in his ear*
Everyone: *jumps and screams and hugs Laura to help her cheer up*
CHEERUPLAURAWEALLLUVEANDLAWFANDLOVEYOU!
[if you can read that, you're so stwong and so smawt..]
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Mar. 29, 2009 - Episode Whatever
Heylooo, peoples!!! For this episode, I [Pip] have decided to try something new. Y'know how all those annoying commercials which are really fun to mute and make voices to always flash by in loik, thirty seconds? This is what we've been reduced to; computer work has bitten into the time usually spent wildly typing an episode. SO. here goes, the thirty-second episode. Read fast!
Bill: *hums theme music*
Syd: *beats Bill on the head with rolling pins*
Pip: *dumps a slushie on top of Jaimz's head* [interview with Mr. Jaimz coming soon!]
Wall-E: *wheels around wildly*
Clovis: *cartwheels by*
The Neighbors: *are weirded out and call the police*
Police: *nervously knock on the studio door*
Pip N Syd: *bellow out their theme song and scare the police away, throwing cream puffs after them*
Slaytyr: *plays St. Anne's Reel on his fiddle*
Associates in Crime [i.e., pardners of the PipNSyd Show] *dance*
So that's it, folkses, a last-minute attempt at an episode. SOMEbody tell me which number this one is!!! *dies*
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Mar. 21, 2009 - EPISODE FIFTEEN!!!! Can y'all believe we have been doing this for FIFTEEN weeks?!!? I can't but we haven't REALLY been doing it for 15 weeks we've been doing it for longer than that but we *ahem* skipped a few weeks...
Once upon a time, we were both in the North Tower listening to square dance music and calls while the wintry wind blew the frosty branches so that they clacked. Loomis meowed on top of a stack of my books.
"Swing boy! Swing your partner swing swing swing your partner! Swing-"
"SOMEBODY MAKE HIM SHADDUP!!!" Syd screamed
"Don't curse-" Katsy began
"I WASN'T!" Syd grumbled. I rolled my eyes as Syd took a picture of me.
"id you would only SMILE!" Syd protested as I groaned at the resulting peekchur.
"You look like a villain!!!" G.B. said
"You can play with it but it's off limits." Syd was being mean. Katsy cocked an eyebrow. "Wha....?..."
Suddenly, nice, sweet Soren walked in as G.B. picked fleas from the horses hair.
"Hey Sydnee" Soren said. His auburn hair fell into his vibrant blue eyes. Syd thought it was cute. I thought it was kinda weird.
"THE CAMERA'S GONNA DIE, AND THAT'LL BE THE END!!" Syd sang (*AHEM*) off-key. I winced.
"...of that long black train comin' 'round th' bend!" Soren trilled, surprisingly in-tune. I must go, for Syd is impatient to go roller-skating with all of us.
"I wish I knew the rest of this long and weird song, but since I don't know it I'll just make it up as I go along...."Syd's voice faded into the firelight of my library.
MAKE YOU SKIES BE EVER BLUE!
~Pip~
NOTE: Syd, you glorious, sweet, wonderful, dreadful, uh, nice and great good friend, DO NOT DLETE THIS!!! It shall ever be a memory to a time when both of us were wild, young and Toddly Scarper is Nate!
UPDATED NOTE FROM SYD WHO POSTED THIS: Hey up! This is something that Pip scrawle on my laptop and as you see she threatened me not to delete it! Almost all of that happened...well Soren Fulton didn't walk in or anything (*sigh*) but everything else is accurate! I hated that swing dabce song.. It was HER idea to listen to it! I don't think we went roller-skating though... did we Pip? I made that song up!! heehee! *sings* THERE'S A DEAD BATTERY COMIN' 'ROUND THE BEND!! THE CAMERA'S GONNA DI-IE AND THAT'LL BE THE END!! *runs of int o the Wicklow mountains before Pip knocks her head off for singing in public*
;-)Syd
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Mar. 14, 2009 - FOURTEEN??? Really? Gimme a break!
Syd was sitting boredly in her house one Friday midnight, listening to the swish of the dripping rain on the roof and trying to pay attention to the cowboys in the book she was reading. Arabella the Snob and Poe of Poe, Inc. both snored thunderously on the huge L-shaped couch. Syd was bored to tears so began sobbing hysterically. ............ok, scratch that. Syd wished Pip was there instead of having frozen root beer by herself at The Party.
Nearly to the brink of being driven mad a second time, Syd pulled on her black (and green!) cloak, and wandered outside. Without thinking she found herself wandering towards the studios, where a single light glittered through the thin sheets of rain. Bill was there, most likely trying to come up with a theme song for her cowboy book. She should have never told him about it. Grumbling to herself, Syd walked through the door.
Syd: Hey Bill, whatcha doin'?
Bill: *dodging the camera stand that decided to fall over at that moment* Uh.........
Syd: *taps her foot* You aren't trying to come up with a theme song for my cowboy book, are you? *gently picks up the camera stand and names it Danny*
Bill: *brightening* Nope, but thanx for reminding me.
Syd: *screams because Bill spelled thanks like Jules and whops the sound-guy over the 'ead*
Bill: I was actually trying to figure out where my root beer went. Wall-E world is out of it...
Wall-E: *motoring around angrily* Naaaaaaaasteeeeeee stoore!
Electric Cockroach: *is squished by Wall-E*
Bill:...and my cup of root beer is no longer here! *sobs*
Syd: *dramatic pause* I think...I know..where it went. *face grows pale* It must be...*dons her professional glasses and looks around, trying to see with both contacts and glasses at the same time*
Bill: Where? WHERE?! *wants his root beer*
Wall-E: ???
Syd: *dials on her handy dandy cell phone with the Whistling Willard or whuteveh Jaimz's theme song is on it as the ringtone* Hey, Pip?
Pip: WAHOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!
Syd:...........
Pip: CUM TA TH' PAWTAY, WE'UNS IS HAVIN' A GOOD TOIME!!!!!! *crash*
Bill: *raises an eyebrow*
Syd: *snapping the cell phone shut* Clovis stole Wal-Mart's root beer and took it to The Party! Quick, we gotta skeedaddle and join the insanity!!!! *rushes out the door happily*
Bill: *follows with a confused look on his face*
Wall-E :.............?!
Camera stand: *decides to fall over again*
Show: *ends*
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Mar. 8, 2009 - Promised vids from episode no. 13
NOTE: These videos go along with episode no. 13, so read that first. ~Thanks!
Also, pictures of this evening and the following day are here: http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/islanderhideaway/666641/
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Mar. 7, 2009 - Episode no. 13
"!-800 PipNSyd!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Neighbors: *look out their windows and watch both girls dancing and screaming on the windy deck*
PIpNSyd: *dance even more wildly and scream at the neighbors* POPCORN!!!!!!!!!! *throw popcorn at the dogs and cat watching them in stunned horror*
Syd: TAKE A PEEKCHUR OF MEEE!!! *poses, looks at the picture, and grimaces* Take ANOTHER one. >:-(
Pip: >:-( NO!!! *Evil laugh*
Wind: *blows Syd's hair and Pip's black cloak*
Bill: *washing dishes* Whu'...*catches the popcorn thrown to the dog* WAHOOO!
Montezuma: *wants chocolate!!!*
Pip: *gives Monte some chocolate*
Monte: *runs off to the kitchen to microwave the chocolate, muahaha*
Ev'ryone: NOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!! *runs off after Monte*
Bill: *trips over a popcorn kernel and falls on top of Pip's camera*
Pip:..................*knocks Bill's head off!!!!!!!!!!!!*
Syd: *puts Bill's head back on and pats his back*
Clovis: *is luvin' this*
Slaytyr: *gets out his fiddle*
PipNSyd: *waltz to the mooseek!*
Evil Cow: *likes Pip's spelling...*
Bill: *is stuck under The Dog*
Rabid Squirrel: WAHOO! *walks in with Chipper*
Laura: CHIPPER, NOOOOO!!!
Chipper: *does something stupid*
BOBBY!!!!!!!!!!!: *looks cool*
Syd: *laughs wildly*
Bobby: 'Ello, mates!
Slayt: *wonders who this creep Bobby is*
Syd: *rolls her eyes and hits Slayt*
Slayt: *just laughs and begins to play his fiddle again*
Bill: *jumps on top of the large L-shaped couch with Monte, who has toffee*
Syd: *tackles Monte and grabs his toffee* IT'S MIIINE!!!! I LAWF TOFFEE!
Pip: *thinks longingly of onions*
Syd: AND MUSHROOOOMS!
Pip: SHUDDUP!
Syd: *deflates*
Bill: *accidentally jumps on Pip*
Pip: GAH! *wrestles with him*
Syd: *jumps on top of all of them, thinking this is most glorious fun*
Chipper and Rabid Squirrel: *both jump on too*
Laura:.........o_0
The Neighbors: *are freaked OUT*
Wind outside: *blows*
PipNSyd: *throw popcorn into the air, make wild vids with Pip's camera, and all is crazy*
Show: *ends*
NOTE: This episode was partially based on a wild escapade wherein our two culprits jumped around SHRIEKING on the deck...videos soon to come.
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Feb. 26, 2009 - Episode #12 (by my count)
Okay folks this is going to be short because I don't have much time! I'll try to make it good!
"1-800-PIP-N-SYD!!" Our two troublemakers bellowed as they trotted in the door.
"Velcome to eor show. Ve are very glad vo came. Ve vill make you eat vorms!"
"Syd! Why in tarnation are you talking like a German?"
"I em not talkeeng like a Germeen! I em talkeen like Meeeeraz!!!"
Pip: *rolls eyes*
"Now E em talkeeng like WAAALL-EEEE!!!" Syd yelled while jumping around the room, causing a camera to fall down on Montezuma.
Pip ran over and picked Montezuma up, handing him a huge bar of chocolate.
Montezuma grined evilly and ran off to the *Jaws music* STAFF'S KITCHEN!! to do something or other.
Pip looked rather strangly at him, but decided to go on with the show.
Pip and Syd: HALLO FOLKIES! WELCOME TO.... *SINGS* 1-800-PIP-N-SYD!!!!!!"
Another camera fell down...on Bill this time.
Pip and Syd shrug and decide Bill can get himself out of that mess.
Sudenly a loud explosion was heard thoughout the show room and yet another camera fell down on Bill....There was only one camera remaining and Pip and Syd dashed off to the kitchen to see what Monte had done.
When the arrived, they found, not the loverly lime green kitchen they had known, but a chocolate brown kitchen. Monte had tried to microwave his chocolate but, not knowing how to oporate one, blew up his chocolate.
Pip-N-Syd: *scream at Montezuma*
Last camera:*falls over*
Show: *ends*
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Feb. 9, 2009 - Since we've nuthin' else to do...
Haloo, all you loverly peoples!!! I (Pip) have decided to post an entire episode of pictures, since this past weekend Syd and I couldn't get together and for *ahem* want of something better to do. All rights reserved!!! No people were (seriously...) harmed in the taking of these photos. And yeah, only about half of these were staged. 
(AS deigned to have her picture taken with us...^^^) 
(IF I LOOK WEIRD, IT'S HER FAULT!!!) 
(That is A ring, not THE ring) 
MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!! ^^^ 
(That is MY shirt she's wearing...) 
(heehee, try and find us!)
This is Pip, the Ever Popular Freak (EPF) signing off: 
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Jan. 31, 2009 - EPISODE # 10 !!!!!!! WE'RE CELEBRATIN'!!!!!!!!!!!
WELCOME TO THE TENTH EPISODE AND A MOST GLORIOUS PARTY!!!!!!!!!
Pip n Syd both bellow their theme song and Bill the Soundman is veeeery happy.
Bill: IT HAS THEME MUSIC!
Pip: Of COURSE it does.
Syd: WE HAVE OUR OWN SHOW, Y'KNOW!
Pip: And for this celebration, we have decided to invite all the Inklings, all our characters...*gasps as Clovis cartwheels by*...and have cream puffs and chocolate and root beer and all thet loverly stuff. AN' TAWLK IN OUR MOST GLORIOUS INVENTED VERNACULARS!
Slaytyr: *gets out his fiddle and begins playing St. Anne's Reel*
Clovis: *dances wildly to the music*
Wall-E: *wheels around on the ceiling*
Coachroach: *gets smushed by Wall-E*
Pip: WHO WANTS ICY COLD MILK AND MONSTER COOKIES?!
Everyone jumps up and down screaming "I DO!"
Bill: *hears a crash outside* The Inklings have arrived!
Syd: *starts singing inaccurately "I've got a Bumbly Bunch of Coconuts!!!"*
Jules: *promptly throws his sword across the entrance and laughs as Jack trips over it*
Syd: *smacks Jules for being so mean*
Pip: *grabs Laura in a bear hug as she walks through the door, followed by Snicket, Liz and Barrie*
Snicket: I BROUGHT SNICKETDOODLES!!!
Chris: *walks in* But we already have monster cookies!
Pip N Syd: WHO CARES?!
Chipper: *scuttles in and grabs the cookies*
Laura: CHIPPER!
Rabid Squirrel: *makes friends with Chipper*
Poe: *jumps on Arabella*
Arabella: *lets out a scream of outrage and does a karate flip*
Syd: WHO invited THEM???
Bennie: I did!
Arabella: I GOT THE LAST HIT!
Poe: *frowns*
Syd and Arabella jump on each other, fighting over whether or not to watch the next Avonlea show
Montezuma: *grins wickedly and enjoys the show, popping popcorn*
All the Inks: *watch in terror*
Arabella: *bites Syd*
Syd: SHE BIT MEEEE!!!!!
Television set: *turns blue*
Syd: NOW LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE!
Arabella: *makes a snobbish face and sits down on the large puffy L-shaped couch, CLAIMING to have won both rounds*
Syd: *laughs in Arabella's face*
Archie: *strides in, grinning at Arabella*
Arabella: o_0 *faints*
Archie: *gently picks her up and carries her onto the moonlit balcony*
Syd: Archie is UGLY!!!!
Arabella: *grabs Syd by the neck and hair yelling* YOU DON'T THINK HE'S UGLY NOW DO YOU!!!?!?!?!?
Syd: *shakes her head feebly*
Jules: *runs over and grabs Syd away from Arabella, who apparently was NOT carried onto a moonlit balcony due to personal convictions!!!* DON'T HURT HER, SHE'S MY BROTHER! *pauses and looks stooypid*
Pip: *bursts into wild laughter and pushes Arabella away*
Slaytyr: *abruptly stops playing the fiddle and walks to stand by Syd's side and frowns at Jules*
Clovis: *does cartwheels for Zel, who is talking on a banana phone*
Sam, Meggy, Bethy, Mawtha, Rose, Mark, and all the rest of the Inklings: *turn the Celtic music on LOUD and drink root beer, happy to be throwing a party in the illustrious town of Dale*
Ian: *throws a black blanket around himself and scares the livin' daylights out of Laura*
Larlian: *sees the shadow on Pip's face and quickly snatches the blanket away and pushes Ian into a fast glorious dance with Snoopy*
Syd: *grins at Larlian*
Larlian: *grins back*
Pip: *rolls eyes and smirks*
Snoopy: *dances happily, grinning and looking adorable*
One of the Inklings: *hands Snoopy a flower*
Snoopy: *holds flower and is happy*
Pip: *grins evily and grabs Jules into a Irish jig*
Slaytyr: *grabs Syd and dances with her*
Syd: *is happy*
Wall-E: *wheels around to the music*
Rabid Squirel: *dances up a sausage tree while snaching Bennie's cream puffs and root beer*
Bennie: *darts up the sausage tree causing it to fall down on top of Jules and Pip*
Jules:*yells in rage and jumps on Bennie* DON'T HURT HER SHE'S ME BRUDDER TOO!!!!!
Jules and Bennie: *roll on the floor slinging fists at each other madly, not really hurting each other*
Arabella: *looks away for one second from her conversation with Archie* Boys, no fighting.
Katsy and G.B.: *hop in, wide awake* COOOKIEEEESSS!!!
Tootsie Roll: *bounds in and jumps on everyone*
Syd: *pulls out her black and green cloak and twirls it around her shoulders*
Pip: *grabs Syd's glasses and laughs wickedly as Syd runs off to put contacts in*
G.B.: *rolls around on the floor with Tootsie, barking like a puppy herself and making everyone watch where they step*
Katsy: *rolls eyes at G.B. and Tootsie and assumes her role as The Preacher*
Syd: *starts bellowing at the top of her lungs* I'VE GOTTA BUMBLY BUNCH OF COCONUTS!!!
Everyone: *yells* IT'S NOT BUMBLY!
Pip: Muahaha they side with ME.
Montezuma: *stares at the popcorn flooding the kitchen and drinks his chocolate, plotting revenge*
Poe: *sits in Mawtha's corner raising her eyebrow*
All the parents: *stick their heads in and scream in horror at the wildness, randominity and awesomeness*
Wicked Grammarian: *wonders if she will blow up at all the improper usages of the English language*
Arabella: *LAWFS the WG*
DeKker: *types madly and yells at Pip to answer his PMs*
Pip: *rolls eyes and pretends not to see him*
All the Inklings and residents of the weekly PipNSyd show start singing some song; the midnight streetlights shine cheerfully in every snowflake as it begins to flutter down.
Town Clock: *chimes exactly midnight*
Someone across the street: *is kept up all night*
PipNSyd: *yell wildly and have the best time out of all their shows*
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Jan. 24, 2009 - The Most Gloriousest, the Most Making-Fun-of-est, EVIL post EVEH! Otherwise known as...episode nine
*Bill plays theme music*
Pip: *strides in humming The Phantom Of The Opera in dramatic tones*
Pip: We have a MOST interesting *ahem* amusement for you loverly peoples...who just MIGHT be reading these RIDICULOUS entries...
Syd: *comes in LATE*
Pip: WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?
Syd: Gettin' our amusement! *drags in large iron cage*
Bill: WHAT is THAT? We don't have room for that stuff 'n nonsense! *pauses* Does it have theme music?
Syd: *rolls eyes at Bill*
Pip: *walks over and peers at the hideous orange cloth covering the cage* Whut's in there? CREAM PUFFS?! Or have ya finally brought Montezuma, may the revenge ever be his?
Syd: NO. Dare I lift the cover? *puts hand to forehead and cocks an eyebrow*
Pip: Have you been reading Hamlet again?! *is mad*
Syd: TO BE, OR NOT TO BE! That is the question...I say not to be. You should NOT be mad, ok?!
Bill: *snickers*
Pip n Syd: *smack each other for no good reason*
Syd: I LIKE THE GUY ON SPACE PLANET!
Pip: Oh WHERE?! Doncha mean Treasure Planet, smart aleck?
Syd: I'm not a smart aleck when I know what I'm talking about! *looks confused for a moment* You call it Treasure Planet, I call it Space Planet!
Pip: [*is getting mad at all these bloomin' typos...*] ONIONS!
Bill: When are we gonna open the cage, huh, huh, huh?!!!!!! *hops up and down*
Syd: *witheringly* Bill, aren't you supposed to be in the sound room? NARNIA'S BETTER OWF WI'OUT TH' LOT O' YOU!
Bill: YES, AND THROW THEM AT THE TELEMARINES!
Pip: *sighs and consents to the inescapable ritual* And you wonder whoi we don' loik you...
Syd: Orrr so we sdought....
A Rabid Squirrel: *trips in and runs in front of Syd* ROOOOT BEEEERRRRR! *pings off the walls*
Syd: *shrieks and stomps on the squirrel, accidentally stumbling on the awrful orange blanket covering the cage*
Orange Covering: *falls dramatically to the ground like the covering for The Wardrobe*
Bill, Pip and Rabid Squirrel: *all stare at the cage's contents*
Syd: *stands up with a bump on her head* What ees happeeneen, I am heepy!
Pip: *wrenches her terrified gaze at the cage's contents to knock Syd upside the head*
Syd: *gets another bump but has sense knocked into her* How do you like my...uh...addition to the show?
Bill: *is horrified and runs into the shadowed corner*
Jules: *gasps and says in his weird voice* What is goin' on? *blinks soupily*
Pip: *crosses arms and stares at him* Whaddya THINK we're doin'? Welcome ta th' show.
Jules: *shrieks and breaks out of the cage like a wild beast* NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Rabid Squirrel: *likes his shriek and scampers up a sausage tree*
Syd: *wants to EAT the tree*
Pip: *hears some random weird song on her playlist and breaks out into a dramatic dance*
Syd: *starts rattling off about Vikings*
Jules: *bolts for the door but trips over some moldy pizza rolls and dancin' poptarts, and falls flat on his face*
Pip: *takes a very heavy chain and ties Jules to a nearby chair* Muahahaha, now we have you...you must endure an ENTIRE EPISODE OF OURS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jules: *fights the chains* No, anything but this, PLEASE...YOU CAN'T MAKE MEEEEE!
Syd: *looks like a priss pot* Wanna bet?
Jules: *eyes grow large*
Pip: *waltzes in with a tray of iced cream puffs and root beer*
Syd: *dives for the tray*
Pip: *yanks the tray away at the last moment and watches in bliss as Syd falls to the ground*
Syd: *groans*
Jules: *laughs weakly and makes a futile attempt at gaining favour* I thought you two were friends!
Syd: WE ARE! *clobbers Pip*
Pip: *slaps her to show her tender feelings for her*
Bill: *wants to end the show and begins bellowing the Hallelujah Chorus*
Pip N Syd: *shriek and run off*
Jules:.....HEY! Don't leave me here!
Rabid Squirrel: *rushes in and gnaws chains away*
Jules: *runs for his LIFE*
Bill: *sits down to eat all the cream puffs and root beer*
Uh...there's no more. "T-t-t-t-that's all, folks!"
Syd: (We didn't really chain Jules to a chair!)
Pip: (YES WE DID!)
PipNSyd: *smack each other and run off in search of Slaytyr and Larlian*
NOTE: Episode number nine was done by BOTH weird freaks, due to a short-notice stay-up-over. Give 'em a call, these take a LOT of WORK! Let's all have a round of applause to our "amusement"...and NO, Jules did NOT know about this beforehand, no permission was granted on his part, and he was NOT present during the typing, so...Thank you. ~The Management
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Jan. 17, 2009 - According to my calculations...this is episode eight!
Due to the extreme twisting of the truth in the most recent post *ahem* about how Syd the Non Popular Freak and Pip the Ever Popular Freak met, I, most glorious me (Pip, good GRIEF!), am going to tell you the REAL story.
Perhaps it would have been a boring summer day, the air sticky with August humidity and the flies buzzing around in everybody's ears like so many tiny vacuum, seeking to destroy the creative thinking process and wreck havoc upon the land with their unsanitary little...oh dear. I got sidetracked. *coughs into the Infamous Hankie and is glad she is alone in the weekly show studios at midnight instead of with Syd because Syd is going to a wedding (NO, not hers!) and would otherwise clobber her and it's been a looong day!!!!* Oh gaaa, I got sidetracked AGAIN!
It was a summer book festival, see. The librarian had invited me to help out by handing out fliers about the day's most glorious events by the door and personally knock anyone bold enough to bring food or drink past the daunting glass dorway silly! Much to my dismay, all of the good townspeople decided to come in through the BACK door (go figure) and all the fliers were being handed out by a NORMAL teenager. *collective gasp and Jaws theme plays hauntingly in the background* BILL, SHUDDUP!!! *crash* Bill, you're not supposed to be here, the one time I actually type up a episode in non-Pippernackian form! *another crash and then silence* Gee whiz. Anyhoo. I had absolutely NUTHIN else to do, I was bored to TEARS. *begins sobbing at the terrible memory* I had nothing else to do but comment on a distressed mother hauling her load of bratty kids our the door, her face red and flushed, to this weirdo sitting across from me. She was quiet and wearing a yellowish flowerprint dress from what I remember. She had glasses and refused to speak to me! She was so MEAN! She just sat there looking scared of me...but I don't blame her for that. >:-D After a while, for fear that I might fall asleep for boredom, the girl actually spoke. "Why don't you look at one of those cat magazines?" Her voice was biting and cruel, she WANTED me to leave her alone and stop staring at her! So, naturally, because I am, after all, most glorious, I picked up one of the library's cat magazines and flipped through it. Suddenly this creepy guy carrying a magazine about how to strike it rich walked by and I stared at his dozens and dozens of tattooes!
"Hey, you freak," he said to me, holding up the magazine, "this is the way to make it good in this world!" I leapt up, drawing my wicked silver dagger and holding it to the man's throat. "And if you don't leave me alone, I shall be forced to end your blatant money-making rat race!" I snarled. The guy scuttled away, guilty. I turned and saw the girl staring at me, openmouthed. "What school do you go to?" I said as if everything was back to normal. I knew the answer but I wanted to hear her actually SAY something! "I'm homeschooled, you idiot!" she replied. We've been friends from then on. By the time we were sent as slaves to the staff kitchen, not even the overseer's whip and her everlasting screech of "Overdue! Overdue!" could keep us from giggling over nothing and exchanging addresses to write to each other from our respective homes: Irish Bliss for her, The Party for me. Or...something like that.
Larlian: *walks in, trying to flip his hair out of his eyes like Slayt does* Hey, PIP!!!!!!! *is shocked* Why are you typing on the Rebel Computer in a dark studio in the middle of the night?!
Pip: Cuz Oi wanna, thet's whoi, you insubordinate stooypid widdle kiddo!!!!!!
Larlian: *cries because Pip hates him*
Pip: Awww, SHUDDUP! *wonders if she should dress all in black and summon Saffron to do away with Larlian, or just kill him off now*
Larlian: Syd is never this mean to Slaytyr, why are you so mean to ME?
Pip: Because, you soupy child, Syd LIKES you and if I went soft, I'd be ruined. I never liked you that much, anyhoo!
Clovis: *cartwheels in and promptly crashes into a brick wall* Why do we have brick walls in the studio?!
Larlian: *walks out, offended and angry at his uncaring Authoress*
Pip: *shouts after Larlian* And don't you go sidin' wid Wall-E, eitheh! Clovis, git outta here! Oi gotta nother book ta write!
Clovis: Ooooh, the book with Jules...
Pip: *silences Clovis with a punch* Next time, we don't spend two noights at Syd's house. *stalks off into the shadows, wearing a tie-dye shirt and a long brightly colored skirt lest anyone should think her...ugh...NORMAL*
Syd: *walks in the next morning, sees the chaos, screams, and runs off to call Pip and talk the curls out of her hair, or to sit with Bobby the Lamp shining away merrily on her feather tick to write Pip A Scathing Letter*
God bless an' all thet,
~PIP~ the Ever Popular Freak!!!
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Jan. 14, 2009 - Episode #7 (I think) by Slaytyr MacKenzie
Dear Person-Who-Fortunately-Stumbled-Across-This-Blog, One day in a million
You may not know me. You may not want to know me after the harrowing tale I am about to tell! It is the story (slightly dramatized) of how Syd met Pip (or how Pip met Syd. Whichever you would like to say. Or read. Either way, it doesn't matter...much.)
Here is the tale Syd asked me to post(because Syd is VERY busy writing a 9 page paper on the Viking's conversion to Christianity. As if you wanted to know that!
) (Yes, Pip m'dear, Syd actually gave me the password!
)
Anyhow, this is the tale(or story, or...*is shushed by Syd who is trying to work*) of Pip and Syd (or Syd and Pip. Or Sip and Pyd *dodges the Viking helmet that Pyd (I MEAN SYD!!!) threw*) met (WHEW! Did ya get through that maze?!)
It was a dark and stormy night. *"Jaws" theme music plays softly in the background* Syd had gone to the Library for some much needed stress relief. Suddenly, *music gets louder* she was grabbed by a shadowy figure in a dark corner. She was not afraid! That shaking was because she was cold! Anyway, the shadowy figure began to speak ina rasping voice that echoed down the dark halls of slightly dusty but well-loved books. The shadowy figure was saying, "AS a punishment for that over-due fine, you are sentenced to one day of HARD manual labor with ugly girls who will take away your cream puffs!" Syd screamed at this horrible thought and the shadowy figure dragged her into the (prepare yourselves) STAFF'S KITCHEN!!!!!!!!!! There, Syd was forced to look at the dreadful face of another girl (if she could be called "a girl" for she looked like a monster) while washing plates and platters *sings and dances to this new song he made* abd pitchers and pans and *is clonked in the head with a Viking helmet thrown by Syd, stops singing and resumes story*
AS I was saying, Syd was washing plat...uhh...dishes. The monster suddenly spoke and Syd jumped (not because she was scarrded, mind you, but because she had squirted lemon-scented dishsoap in her eye)
"Wha's yer name, kid?" The monster croacked
Syd gulped. (Not because she was scared, mind you, but because...) *Syd yells from corner* I WAS TOO SCARED!
*clears throat* Well, okay....hmmm.....Oh well!!! Syd gulped (because she WAS scared) and turned toward the monster. It was a dreadful looking thing with hair flying all over the place,a GINORMOUS nose!!!!!!!!!! (HEY! Syd! I'm writing this!!! Go work on the Vikings!!!!!!.....Sorry Pip. You still love me, right? ) *glares @ Syd* As I was saying! *ahem*
Syd turned toward the monster and stammered, "Uhhh...Syd....sir...I mean..ma'am."
"Cease your babbleing minion!" The monster bellowed.
Syd's eyes grew large and her mouth snapped shut.
When all the dishes washed and put away the shadowly figure gave Syd another job...sadly..it was with the monster. The job was to not let anyone in who had food or drink. As Syd was just adjusting to the Monster being right next to her, an old lady cam hobling thru the doors. In her hand was a bottle of (dun, dun, DUN!) Diet Dr. Pepper!
Syd watched in horror as Pip (who wa the monster if you haven't guessed) pounced on the woman, ripped the drink from her hand, handcuffed her and led her to the (dun, dun, DUN!) STAFF'S KITCHEN!!!!*
Pip came out of the kitchen only to fing Syd fainted on the floor. Pip smacked Syd a couple times and the two have been wonderful friend ever since! Has no t one of the poets said "Noble friends are the best gift, and noble enemies the second best"?
*ends his tale because Syd is asking how to spell "anxcious"*
And so, for Sip and Pyd, GOODNIGHT! (or morning, or whatever time....)*is knocked out by the dictionary that Syd threw*
~Slaytyr MacKenzie
*no old women were harmed in the making of this broadcast
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Dec. 28, 2008 - Episode Most Glorious No. 6!!!
"1-800 Pip N Syd!!!" shouted both girl, tossing a bag of puppy chow back and forth. "Merrwe Chwistmas!" Pip howled, making Arabella the Snob put one hand delicately to her ear.
"What's widda baby tawlk?" asked Syd. Lately she'd taken up Pippernack, the odd language only diciphered by herself, Pip (it's creator, DUH) and their sister Laura.
"Cuz Oi wanna!!!" Pip shouted. She grabbed up a kitchen knife and toyed with it. Syd held up the bowl of melted chocolate and peanut butter.
"Then you don't git any lickin'!" she pronounced. A look of horror crossed Pip's face and she fell to her knees, getting out her Infamous Hankie. "Oh pleez," she begged, "gimme jista widdle!"
Syd looked wicked and held the bowl above her.
*scuffle wherein Mom, who is thought to be in cahoots with Poe Inc., shouts something audible only to Syd's sharp ears*
*CRASH*
*both girl* BILL!!!
Pip: You weren't recording all that, surely...
Bill the Soundman: Uh, well, ehrm, that is to say...
Syd: Bill! Pip tried to stab me and you CAUGHT IT ON TAPE??!!!
Pip: *brandishing her 'dagger'* Erase the film immediately or Oi shall 'ave yer 'ead!!!
Bill: *doesn't say anything*
Syd: *warily* Bill...whutcha done, boy...*rolls up her sleeves*
Bill: *while staring at Pip's dagger* I...I...the whole thing was live on the air.
Pip and Syd: *scream*
Bill: *runs*
*radio static and distant yelling*
Due to circumstances (far) beyond our control, the rest of this episode was canceled.
~PIP~ the Ever Popular Freak
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Dec. 13, 2008 - Episode #5
Here is #5! Hope you enjoy it fans!!!! (if we have any fans!!!)
*singing* "1-800-Pip-N-Syd" Remarkably there was no slapping or kicking or abuse of any kind from Pip.
*Syd's eyes grow large* "Oh my GOWSH! Pip! You didn't slap me or nothin'! What's th' matter wi' ya?"
"Nothin's the matter wi' me! We 'ave a guest that I picked today. Folks, please welcome BOBBY!!!!" Pip grined bashfully.
"Oh brather!" Syd said with a roll of her eyes, "Did ya 'ave ta pick HIM????"
"Hullo mates!" Bobby said in a Australian accent
"We are going to interview you Bobby, are you ready?" Pip said with unusual sweetness
"Fire away!" Bobby said
"Whatcha eat fer breakfast?" Syd asked
"Pizza." Bobby said calmly
*Syd likes Bobby's style and Pip looks for a bucket*
"That's whut I 'ad fer breakfast too!" Syd said gleefully
*Pip looks franticly for a bucket*
"Oh and I picked something up off the counter and had that too. I don't know what it was." Syd added
*Pip runs out the door*
Syd walks over to a rather large box and looks in. Out jumps Arabella and frightens the living daylights out of poor Syd. Syd sat down to cry from shock.
*Bobby looks around and sees no one is left but him* "hmm" *Whistles and a kangaroo comes bounding in and Bobby rides off on it*
*Bill the sound man comes out* "WAHOO!!! I'M ON TELYVISION!!!!" *begins doing Russian dancing*
*Syd starts crying harder*
*Pip comes in from outside ran back out again*
*Arabella feels bad and walk away*
*show ends*
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Dec. 8, 2008 - *ahem*
Apparently it wus mah turn. *glares across the room at Syd* Stoopid gel; I couldn't do it on Saturday, we were gathering wood and I was writing furiously and then I spent the night! Which brings us to the greatly-looked-forward-to *ques Bill the Soundman for applause and fanfare* not to mention a bit delayed Episode Four!!!!!!!!!!!! 
True to recent threats, Arabella the Snob, Syd's older sister and a double spy for Poe Inc. and this weekly broadcast, hid a camera during a sleepover in which both Pip and Syd nearly killed each other. After the unavoidable "Feliz Navidas" dance by Syd and Arabella (doing it, of course, merely for the sake of looking innocent), the two partners in crime settled down on the huge L-shaped couch to watch Prince Caspian *Bill plays theme music loudly*, with a basket of candy between them. You git Syd, who loves Caspian but is thinking Soren Fulton might be more of a pursuit, and Pip, who loathes Caspian just despite Syd and doesn't totally agree on the subject of Soren, and a basketfull of candy...and you are sure to have either a murder, disaster, or the complete ruination of Poe Inc.'s Late Night Schoolwork broadcast. Thankfully, the movie was better than Pip had suspected (althought the weeks of listening to Syd rave about it in general rather made it more than it actually cracked up to be) so only a muted version of all three ensued.
"He's so strong," sighed Syd, looking at Caspian. The film cut to Reepicheep and Pip collapsed in a smothered volley of jolly exclamations. "He's so strong," she snickered. Syd gave her an odd look. "How can a MOUSE live up to your expectations, and Caspian fall short?" Pip cocked an eyebrow and smiled smugly. "I have my ways..." Arabella plopped on the other side of the couch at this time, pretending to read a magazine but really holding a serious spy device where a small camera had been put into the back of the magazine. "Hahaha," she laughed quietly to herself. Syd, who'd just seen Caspian do a stunt, did not hear her for her shrill squeak and Pip, who was protesting that it was a stuntman and not him at all, both did not hear her. A few minutes later the two got into a heated debate about whether Dr. Corneilious *squints at spelling and sighs* looked baggy-eyed or not. The head manager for Poe Inc., Poe Waverly herself, glared towards the living room from her science textbook and her mother, a jolly woman who was somewhat in cahoots with her and her broadcasting, told Syd to be quiet.
Pip and Syd were both fascinated by the Miraz vs. Peter duel, and decided to choreograph it on the lawn some other time. Amid outbursts of "BRUUUUNCH!" and Pip's sighs over the mice, and Syd's scruples about minataurs leaping onto the edge of the roof and looking like a big fat stoopid stuffed toy flying (I'm FLYYYIIINNGGGG!), the movie went rother well. Syd managed not to kill Pip when she grimaced over Caspian (who wasn't QUITE as bad she she'd figured he would be, but that's STRICTLY CONFIDENTIAL!) and when her R.K. showed over...*dramatic pause*...The Kiss (dun-dun-DUN!!!), she flung nothing across the room. Arabella was disappointed when Poe went to bed and there was to be no more shushing, but all in all the whole thing was a less-bloody experience than they both had braced themselves for. Probably the griffin attack had something to do with that.
~The Narrator
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Dec. 8, 2008 - WHERE IS EPISODE #4????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
PIP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Where is episode #4????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You were supposed to post it on Saturday!!!!!!!! Wha's your prob.?????
;-)Syd
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Dec. 3, 2008 - News? Whut news??? WHUTCHA TALKIN BOUT???
Okaaaaaaay, so I wus recently informed thet we are also to post PipNSyd NEWS on here. Humph! Well, Oi post all mah news on mah main blog, Islander Hideaway, SOTHERE!!!!
News, ummmmmmm...I 'ATE MULTITASKING!!! I'm talking ta Syd on da Chocolate Box at the Inklings blog, which had a birthday party, a shouting match, a Caspian imposter *blows on fingernails* and a torture sequence (off-line, sadly) all in the space of a few hours!!! Yup. If you ain't lived yer life in the fast lane, drop on by http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/writingforGod/ and drive by. *snickers at the pun*
Alrighty. So I am writing a novel, a Christian fantasy/allegory based (roughly) on Christ's birth, for Advent. I do 2,000 words a day, which is NUTS fer me cuz Oi 'ATE writin' onna schedule (I work on inspiration) but surprisingly, it's goin' WELL! *watches without amusement as Syd falls over inna dead faint* Whuteveh. Anyhoo, see the daily serial-post of mah Advent novel at http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/inkstains/! *thinks how much like a commercial that sounds like*
Are you random? We are. Do you loik chocolate??? Yeh.
Syd's family is so nice cuz I am able to sleep over and go places wid 'em! It dudn't happen all the time, but this Friday we're all goin' as two families to the middle of town fer a Christmas happening, and then on Saturday I'm takin' part inna still Nativity and spending the noight!!! Summa y'all moight recognize Syd and the reference to sleepovers cuz her family's the one we home-church wid. And, counter to whutcha might think, we do talk like this an' we do act jist as crazy together. Altho', she ain't REALLY allowed to clobber me. So praise the Lord for good friends!!!
I must away now; boi!
God bless,
~PIP~
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Nov. 29, 2008 - Episode 3
All right folks! Here is episode #3! I don't have much inspiration so I don't know how this will turn out!!!
"1-800-Pip-N-Syd!" *sung remarkably well for these famous two*
Pip slapped Syd, "What was THAT for?" Syd asked
"Because you will prob'ly sing off key next time."
*Syd rolls eyes*
"Well folks! We are trying something different! Today we will have a guest! We have never done this before so don't get mad if the guest makes a fool of herself!" Pip introduced "Here she is! Lynnie Gober!" *said like a radio announcer*
"Say hello Lynnie!" Syd prompted
"Hello" Lynnie said quietly
"YOU'RE NOT SHY ARE YOU?" Pip yelled, but nothing fell since we had gotten braces for most of everything. "What kind of crack-pot did you bring to our show, Syd? I wanted to pick the guest for today but--"
"Aww can it Pip! I thought you would want someone that didn't talk much so you could talk! You always tell me before the show not to say much because..."
"SHADDUP Syd!!! I told you not to say anything that I tell you behind the sences!"
*Another roll of the eyes*
"Let's let our guest talk some, Pip!"
"Alright, Lynnie, TALK!" Lynnie jumped and turn to Pip
"Hi Pip! I haven't seen you in a while--"
"FOR HEAVEN'S SAKES don't talk to me! Talk to the people!"
"Oh! Hello people!"
"Let's let Lynnie answer the phones Pip. And if you call folks, we'll give you a free deck of cards!!!"
*phone rings*
"Go ahead and answer it Lynnie" Syd said even though Pip's face was turning red
"Hello this is Lynnie how may I help you?... Oh! No... Yes...I don't know! I'm new to this show!" She covered the talking-in-to end of the phone. "Syd what brand are the playing cards?"
"'Bestpapercut' I think" Syd said
"AHHHHHH! We're out of time Syd!!!! Thanks for watching 1-800-Pip-N-Syd...that's why I smacked you Syd! You sang it wrong!"
*THEME MUSIC*
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Nov. 23, 2008 - Epidsode TWO!!! ...or...
Ok, so I went to Syd's house for our widdle home-church and soon she was falling all over me, begging us to do another episode. *growl* So here I am, writing about absolutely nuthin' to please a nutty gel. Yeah.
Amongst our favorite pastimes is watching Sue Thomas, FBI. *pauses* BILL!!!
Bill: Oh, uh, sorry, Pip, didn't hear you...*rubs eyes*
Bill, you weren't up late again, were you?
*nervous laugh* Who, me??? *CRASH*
Heheheh. I'll take yer word fer it. AS I WUS SAYIN'...We were watching Sue Thomas.
*crashing applaus and fanfare*
That's better, Bill, mebbe I won't fire you.
Thanks, Pip.
*Syd comes running in* DID YOU START WITHOUT ME????
*sly grin* YES!!! I was narrating in the third person. Cool, huh?
WhatEVER. Let's git this party started!!! *hauls in onions and beans*
Whut's wi the food? I HATE beans, Syd!!!
*innocent look* Naturally. So I brought them. But jist ta be fair, I brought in onions cuz I hate 'em.
Erm...that's...fair enough.
*phones rings shrilly*
I'LL GIT IT!!! *both grapple for the phone and it slips from their hands, crashing into Bill's ample stomach*
DARNNIT, Bill! Why the heck didn't I fire you?! *roaring*
I'm sorry, Pip!
*Pip hands Syd the phone with a sulky expression* Here, I don't care.
*smug grin* Heyloooo? Whu'??? WHO??? Oh. *out the side of her mouth* Pip, it's Arabella. She's made that white chicken chili again!!!
*leaps up* WOOOOOHOOOOOO!!!! Is she inviting us over to have some???
*pause*
Uh; no. Actually not. *into the phone* THANKS A LOT, SIS.
*phone is hung up with a crash*
*lengthening pause*
Aw gee, we're supposed to be the number ONE comedy in America, and here we are without any white chicken chili! Nuthin' loik sisterly love!
*Syd scratches head* Well, the Bible only says brotherly love, I guess sisters jist naturally deprive each other of the sweet thing...in...LIFE! *sobs onto Pip's shoulder and is hastily pushed away*
Uhuhuhum, we're takin' a commercial break!
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We're back!!! *theme song plays annoyingly* BILL, WILL YOU SHUDDUP???
*Syd blows into hankie* So...now what? we're accomplishing diddly-squat.
We are a comedy, p'raps we should do something funny?
Ok...how do you spell FBI? *Syd dodges pillow thrown by Pip* Sorry, I couldn't resist.
Well, folks, now that we ahev come to the conclusion that Syd and I were born insane, will you support us? You can buy this week's episode for only NINTETEEN HUNDRED DOLLARS!!! And fifty-five cents. Call now! The number is 1-800-Pip-n-Syd, that's one eight hundred Pip n Syd!!!
*crickets chirp*
Well, uh...*Syd coughs* Thanks for watching this week's craziness!
*together not in-tune* ONE EIGHT HUNDRED PIP N SYD!!!!!!
*lights cut off and peace is restored*
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Nov. 22, 2008 - scary pass times
Today Syd and 008 (Syd's friend) moved a huge big, scary dresser up the steps.
I didn't know what I was getting in to untill it was upon me! Syd was pushing with all her might and I was pulling wearing slippery socks, on really steep steps!!! (Don't try that at home! May cause serious injury or death as we found out!) My socks began to slip and the dresser slipped treacherously towards Syd. 
I had never seen a face quite like Syd's. The terror, the fright! It made me laugh!!! The Chief, (a.k.a. Syd's Mom) who's back was misteriously pulled
said the dresser had to go upstairs! So here we sit with all our casts writing our sad tale of agony and horror. Also this is as a warning. DO NOT MOVE BIG, HEAVY, SCARY DRESSERS WITH SLIPPERY SOCKS ON!!!!!!
*No one was hurt in the making of this drama*
~Syd and 008
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Nov. 20, 2008 - Syd News
Hello Pip and Syd fans!!! (If we have any fans!) This is Syd.
I went to group school today. It was really fun but I got in trouble with Mom(our teacher) because I was in a really goofy mood and me and my classmate kept throwing an eraser back and forth. But I already knew everything she was saying! We are studing the first explorers. Christopher Columbus, Bartholomeu Dias, John Cabot and all those good people!!!!!
I pulled out my old portible tape player yesterday and I have been listening to all of the Narnia dramatazations which I LOVE!!!!! For anyone who LOVES Narnia like I do these tapes are amazing!!!!!
I got the 5th book in the Viking Quest series by Lois Walfrid Johnson! I finished it yesterday. Anybody looking for a GREAT Christian Historical Fiction book to read MUST read this one!!!! They are very much my favorites!!!
Please pray for me tonight. We are going to a family's house and the children really need encouragement now, but I never liked this family. I'm trying to get out of my comfort zone to be able to reach out to more people!
It is Pip's turn to write 1-800-Pip-N-Syd. We will be alternating who writes it every week and we decided to publish it every Saturday! I'm really excited and I think Pip is too! She needs to post some news!!!!!
Oh! I put my hair in a bunch of braids last night after a shower and it got REALLY curly. Almost like Pip's!! It's SO cool!!!
Well, I've gotta go!!!
;-)Syd
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